Ida! Sweet As Apple Cider
Benny Goodman (1936), Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Mills Brothers, Eddie Cantor, Food
In the region where the roses always bloom,
Breathing out upon the air their sweet perfume,
Lives a dusky maid I long to call my own,
For I know my love for her will never die;
When the sun am sinkin' in dat golden West,
Little Robin Red Breast gone to seek their nests,
Then I sneak down to dat place I love the best,
Ev'ry ev'ning there alone I sigh.
Ida! Sweet as Apple Cider,
Sweeter than all I know,
Come out! in the silv'ry moonlight,
Of love we'll whisper, so soft and low!
Seems though can't live without you,
Listen, Oh, Honey, do!
Ida! I idolize yah!
I love you, Ida, 'deed I do!
Words and music: Eddie Munson, Eddie Leanard (1903)